“Happy to welcome California’s CRAFT SPELLS across the threshold of these pages and hopefully it’ll be the first of many calls if Justin Vallesteros keep churning out charming, blurry downer-pop doozies such as “The Fog Rose High.” Now, some of this will be familar to you. The far-off, water-skimming guitar tones that entwine themselves around the jam’s tinny, insistent heartbeat and that stoned, detached drawl made up most of our Summer listening sustenance. This is an altogether more reflective, introspective affair though – Vallesteros’ distance sounding more a product of genuine despair than cool nihilism as his lonesome croon struggles to keep warm underneath chilling (not chilled anymore), crystalline keys. If we are at the beach now, all the babes are hiding from Winter. We’re alone and it is cold in its beauty” (transparentblog.com)